Bradmas 2008

Bradmas came early this year. I suppose that’s only to be expected when you live in the future.

After a long and censored day of work which ate away at bradmas like a ravenous cur, the quitting horn sounded and I, for want of a dinosaur, turned off my computer and flowed straight out the door.

I changed from my filthy work-clothing (building the internet is a dirty business), to something more dracula-friendly, and it was off to Dracula’s Cabaret Restaurant.

There was singing, screaming, possibly some dancing, and even some food. There were “jokes” and “illusions”, a few ridiculously drunk people, and more screaming. Our draculet was Suicide Blonde, and much of the shrieking came directly from her.